I had told my father I didn't. But, to this day, I know that was wrong.
I am Katelyn. A girl trying to hide her secrets to keep others safe, while on the run from the law. I am no criminal, let me assure you, but many think I am. Some may think me an angel, others, a monster.
I ran down the alley, my dark hair blowing behind me. I saw my escape, but my pursuers were closing in. Just five turns until my street, where I would be safe from the outside world. I used the last of my energy to get a burst of speed and run around the corner. I heard voices behind me, but I didn't stop. I needed to get home. The voices grew fainter, so I knew I had lost them. I never found out who was chasing me, but I had a terrible feeling it was the police, coming for me, wanting to arrest me for all the things I have (or rather, hadn't) done.I veered around the last corner, but I couldn't find my house. Instead, I was captured with a potato sack, jamming my knee into the pavement.